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What happened to you, darling?

Author: Rain_01
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56
Hazel clung to Francisco's arm as they walked through the mall. He guided her with an ease that left her feeling both comforted and unnerved. Each time he suggested a dress or accessory, Hazel found herself nodding in agreement, accepting his choices without protest.

It wasn't just because it was part of her plan; there was something else at play. The awkward tension he created in her mind left her feeling off-balance. Francisco's presence had been a constant distraction, his seductive nature and occasional vulgarity making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.

"Try this," Francisco said suddenly, handing her a dress. Hazel looked up at him, her eyes searching his for a moment before she took the garment and headed to the fitting room. She felt his gaze linger on her until she disappeared behind the door.

Inside the trial room, Hazel took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. She changed into the dress. The fabric cooled against her skin.

When she finally stepped
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